Celebrity Issues - Chapter Three

"I'm Cho Hakkai. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

The redhead rested his hand on the back of Hakkai's chair, his grin only widening as his gaze met with the other mans. "Sha Gojyo. Pleasure's all mine." he winked.

Sanzo grumbled something under his breath as he checked his watch. He knew his client very well. Which meant he was very much aware of the fact that Gojyo didn't usually flirt with another one of his cast members. Despite all of the rumors that had circled around Gojyo in the past, he was the only one who truly knew that everything the tabloids said were false. Gojyo typically gave off a professional aura when working on a project, and didn't come to flirt mindlessly with someone on the set.

However, right now, that theory had gone completely to shit.

Gojyo couldn't deny that Hakkai was handsome-incredibly handsome. So how could he not make a move on him? For someone as attractive as he was, Gojyo was hella surprised the man wasn't already taken by some lucky bitch.

"We're burnin' daylight, Gojyo." Sanzo blurted, brow furrowing as he tapped his watch impatiently. The two other women in the room pulled up a chair for the redhead, placing it a couple yards from Hakkai in front of the other large vanity mirror. Gojyo plopped down in the chair, still smiling from ear to ear.

This particular instance was getting stranger by the minute.

"Alright, alright." He raised his hands in defeat. "Have at it, ladies. I have no doubt you'll make me look gorgeous."

The two women giggled, murmuring under their breaths something that sounded like 'You mean more gorgeous that you already are?', followed by more girly squeals.

The wink Gojyo gave him caught him off guard-having never met the redhead before in his entire career, he wasn't accustomed to any of his more obvious traits. Yaone had mentioned the tabloid buzz and rumor mill that seemed to circulate around Gojyo constantly, but nothing had really held onto his interest; it was all very much the same stories full of affairs with co-stars and various other scandals. that sort of thing wasn't uncommon with an actor as well-known as Gojyo and he didn't want to allow that to affect his opinion of the redhead beforehand.

He caught the look Yaone leveled him with and smiled a little bit wider, shaking his head. He could practically hear the reprimand's she would give him later; the commands to keep to himself so that he wouldn't fall victim to the tabloids.

The phone in her hand rang again and she sighed heavily before answering. "I've got to take this." She said, addressing Hakkai instead of the person on the other end of the phone. "I'll be around if you need anything." She turned on her heel and walked off, phone pressed tightly to her ear and a hand on her hip.

Hakkai couldn't help but laugh at Gojyo's comment and the effect it seemed to have on the two artists assigned to his make-up. They were giggling like a pair of pre-adolescents, barely able to focus on their task because of it. It was sadly comical how women reacted to him, even if they knew they didn't stand a chance for obvious reasons.

One woman combed happily through his luscious red hair, cutting off any split end she happened to find. The other was deciding on what shade of concealer would best hide his evident tiredness. "Stay up late last night?" She asked casually, selecting a shade from the massive pallete.

"Yup." Gojyo grinned, leaning back in his chair some. "I did. Script was too good to put down." It was the truth. He'd stayed up well beyond the hour that Sanzo advised him to sleep. It was going to be interesting, considering that there was a rather intimate scene in the middle of the film. Naturally, everything that the audience couldn't see would be faked. Everything else, however, would have to be as believable as possible.

Perhaps now was the best time to try and get to know the man.

Because after the film was complete, they will know each other very well.

"So, Hakkai," Gojyo started, looking at his own sexy reflection in the mirror, showing the hairstylist to a lock on the side of his head that needed to be trimmed. "Ever done a movie like this before?" It was a simple question. Get more familiar with his work, and perhaps reveal his sexual orientation.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Even if at some point Hakkai got uncomfortable, it didn't matter. They'd signed their contracts, which meant agreeing to all terms and conditions about their salary and any content in the movie.

Hakkai's wagon was hitched to Gojyo's for the next eight months.

Hakkai directed his attention to the redhead as the make-up artist stepped away from him, satisfied with her work.

"No, I haven't." Hakkai said. "I usually choose more...mainstream roles."

He was still a little surprised at himself for accepting the role to begin with-it strayed so far from his romantic comedies and predictable dramas, and he wasn't entirely sure how his fans would react to it. He knew that it would come as a surprise, but he hoped that he wouldn't be criticized too harshly. While it was different, he had to admit that the script was wonderfully written and difficult to put down, as Gojyo had said.

Gojyo laughed lightly, closing his eyes as the makeup artist dabbed the appropriate concealer under his eyes. "I've noticed." His eyes opened again, gazing in the mirror in amazement-astonished at the wonder that was makeup-not that he really needed it to begin with. "Well then," The woman put some finishing touches on the redheads face before letting him up. "This oughta be fun."

The notoriously gay actor sauntered out of the room, Sanzo quickly trudging after him.

Fun. That wasn't the word that first popped into Sanzo's mind.

-End of Chapter Three-